Lucrecia's Legacy

Our First Night

Your slender fingers touched my face and my breath caught, then came out shakily, revealing my unease.
You murmured something comforting as you began to pull off my shirt, kissing my skin as it was revealed.
Once off, you tossed my shirt behind you, making a low growling deep in your throat, then licked my chest, your small, hot tongue moving over my skin like a warm summer breeze.
I took hold of your breasts through your blouse and you moaned achingly, and we quickly pulled the blouse off, which quickly followed my shirt, and I licked your skin as you had mine, when I came to your large, erect nipple you sighed and ran your hands through my hair as I suckled it and my mind reeled.
You reached down and unzipped my pants, your fingers shaking and your breathing shallow, though your eyes were unwavering and intense.
I ran my hands up your stockinged thighs and under your skirt, which made you tremble against me.
You pulled away from me and removed your remaining clothes, tossing them in random directions, your body now revealed to me, no longer just glimpses and hints.
You stood in the slightly yellow lamplight, your pale body so incredible, with your lips turned up in an expectant and hesitating smile, your green eyes ablaze with lust, your large, high breasts swaying ever so slightly as you fidgeted under my admiring gaze, your pink nipples hard and your pink areolae goose-fleshed in arousal, yet you had your legs locked together, seeming to await a key.
I stood and slid off my clothes, went to you and held you, sensing that you were now at your most vulnerable and needed to be reassured.
You hugged me and kissed me, your bright eyes dancing with a pleased light.
I reached out and turned off the lamp, then picked you up and tossed you on the bed, where you landed with a soft thump, the box spring groaning loudly, and I hoped no one heard.
You laughed and patted the spot next to you, but I took hold of one of your legs and kissed your calf, then traveled up your leg's well formed length to your inner thigh, where your breath came fast and your muscles shook in delight.
I paused over you, smelling your almost honey-like fragrance, then smiled to myself as I passed over your glistening lips and kissed your stomach, your skin goose-fleshing at my touch.
You arched your back and gave a small cry, which you stifled by biting a finger.
I whispered to you that you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, which made you laugh happily, and you replied that you were the only woman I'd ever seen, which I could not deny, for it was true and you knew that much.
I kissed your heaving breasts, each caress of my lips causing you to moan, till I came to your nipples and I rubbed one in my fingers, while I licked the other, and you told me to linger.
Soft sounds came from you as I made love to your breasts, your hands roaming over my body, unable to remain in one spot for long.
One of your hands reached between my thighs and found me and I moaned, almost climaxing right then.
You felt me lurch and quickly pulled your hand away, surprised at my strong reaction, and placed your hand to yourself, bringing soft cries, which, to me, sounded like the most beautiful song.
You pushed me onto my back and mounted me, your sweat, and more, slicked thighs touching my hot skin and you looked into my eyes, and in them I saw a question as you hovered near to my crotch, the first and only time you ever questioned my resolve, which was duly strained, seeming to ask me when.I felt unsure, wanting you desperately, wanting to sink myself within your hot sheath, but after I didn't respond, you smiled lovingly and laid on top of me, the moment gone by.
I knew you were frustrated, yet you wouldn't show it.
You moved your head and looked at me, a smile on your lips, then you pushed yourself up and onto your knees, and took one of my hands and placed it between your thighs, where the touch of my skin on your long, wet lips brought forth, from us both, a cry.
Your hips moved ever so slightly, then your eyes went wide as my fingers entered you, then you gave a sharp cry as I rubbed the flesh around your clit.
You fell forward onto your hands, each movement I made sending pleasure through you, till I found your hidden spot and your cries cut off as the sensations swept up your body, your throat working furiously but nothing coming out.
I squeezed your fevered skin between my fingers in you and my thumb resting outside, the action causing you to quiver as you came.
You waited long enough for me to pull my fingers out, then fell on top of me, knocking the wind out of me, then you twisted around, your hot, slick thighs now around my head as you touched my own heated flesh with a light, almost non-existent touch, that left your actions to no doubt.
Your tongue found me and I groaned, you slowly ran your hand over my skin, and it was my turn to quiver, then I cried as you took me in, the hot suction nearly more than I could bear.
You took me all the way in and I clenched my hands, then you lifted your head and continued to caress me, then licked me with your ridged tongue and I came in your hands.
I ran my hands over your sweat glistened skin, till you twisted around again and settled your head on my chest, and I kissed your hair.
You sighed and kissed my skin, as each of us drifted off to our own dream lands.